I used to be dead
in the seas of evil and bad
as a drowned person
I used to be a slave
in the chain of sins
not owning even myself
And the devil had surrounded me
with a strong rope that tied me
How many bad actions I had then made
Day and night what an evil trade
And my slob was shattered by the sins
that cut me deep until the bones
even in my blood and within
the vains of mine, they flew by tones
I used to be a real star
In the rallycross you'd see my car
Running so fast you'd never catch
I've always been the best from far
And the public there applauding me
yelling my name like a king's in war
and how many tires they offered to me
and how many times I changed the tire
Then how many nights I've been in jail
each night's a floor in the evil tower
I climbed each step less than a nail
but the fall took me less than an hour
But now aday....I need a healing
a pure relief, and a solid shore
One modest way...a self-redeaming
the true belief, sparkling no more
The true belief, sparkling no more
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